Creation of the Universe

The Qichuan Ancient Road is narrow, long and straight, leading all the way to the border of Beiliang in the west.

In the past, before the Red Shirt Bandits occupied this place, the ancient road had always been the most important channel for communication between the East and the West, whether it was for merchants, cargo transport, or people fleeing famine and seeking refuge.

Taking this shortcut can shorten the journey by at least half a month, which shows how much impact the appearance of the Red Shirt Bandits has brought to people.

"The bride has been brought back. Brothers, stop standing around. Let's light the fire and start the feast!"

The little man waved his hand proudly, and the others began to get busy.

As bandits, they have no rules or etiquette, everything depends on their mood.

Looking at the mess before my eyes, everyone was so vulgar and hideous. If anyone else married into this hellhole, I'm afraid they would have thoughts of committing suicide that very night. I dare not imagine how horrible the days to come would be.

"By the way, where's the boss?"

Someone told him, "The eldest brother is out and has not returned. He ordered you to take the bride and lock her up in the temple. Don't worry about anything else."

"Okay, wait until I send the person over, then I'll have a few drinks with you guys!"

The little man looked excited, and he took a few people to escort Miss Chu to the back in a very rude manner.

This is a village built by the Red Shirt Bandits against the mountain. The house standing closest to the mountain wall is the temple.

The temple is covered with green vegetation on the top, and the front is made of stones of different colors, painted with some strange patterns and inscriptions, but it is unknown what they are trying to express.

This place is very close to the ancient road, and anyone passing by on the road can be seen clearly. Therefore, even if someone is lucky enough to think that they can rush over quickly on horseback, they will not be able to escape the eyes and ears of the Red Shirt Bandits and will only bring bloody disaster to themselves.

"Okay, just stay here quietly. Someone will come find you later. Cherish the remaining time. Then you'll understand what I mean."

The short man gave Miss Chu a strong push and pushed her into the main hall of the temple.

Shen Zhan was standing behind him and saw it clearly.

A group of bandits actually built a temple here. This matter was shocking when it was spread out. Moreover, it is currently unclear what kind of temple this is and what kind of gods are enshrined in the main hall.

"Now it's your turn. It's time for us to settle the score."

After the little guy finished other things, he couldn't wait to find trouble with Shen Zhan. Although he had suffered a loss before, he came up with a good idea this time.

"Don't you think you have some skills? Then go see what's inside this temple. I guarantee you'll be scared to death."

As he spoke, he chuckled and ordered his men to take Shen Zhan to a small wooden house on the other side of the road. He spoke with such confidence that people became even more curious about what was hidden in the house.

When they reached the door of the cabin, the little man said deliberately, "This cabin is where our boss uses it to punish people. So far, no one has ever walked out alive. They scream shrilly, then lose their strength little by little until they can no longer scream. This must be very interesting."

Shen Zhan asked him calmly, "After all this time, I still don't know your name?"

The little man replied: "My name is Zhao Tai. Do you want to come back to me after you die? Hahahaha..."

Shen Zhan ignored him and took the initiative to push open the door of the wooden house and walked in.

This scene made Zhao Tai and others feel a little puzzled. In the past, when people were brought here, they would all cry and scream, and be scared to death. But Shen Zhan was the only one who didn't make any noise and actually walked in on his own initiative.

The door of the wooden house was quickly closed, but Shen Zhan didn't take it seriously and continued walking inside.

The reason why he took the initiative to walk in was because he felt the spiritual power coming from the room, a very evil spiritual power. If he didn't come in to take a look, wouldn't it be a wasted trip?

Zhao Tai and others waited outside and did not leave. At this time, he was extremely looking forward to hearing Shen Zhan's screams as he struggled to death, so that he would feel relieved. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from inside.

"What's going on? In the past, people would have screamed soon after entering. Could it be that this kid is so incompetent that he fainted early?"

A subordinate nearby speculated, "It's not impossible. If he fainted from shock, he wouldn't have been able to scream. I think he must have died long ago."

Zhao Tai spat on the ground and cursed, "Damn it, this isn't fun at all. I'm still not satisfied."

At this moment, Shen Zhan took a quick look and the originally small wooden house was in full view.

In the center of the cabin, there was a crudely shaped scarecrow, and nothing else in the house.

Therefore, Shen Zhan naturally became interested in this scarecrow, and the evil spirit was emanating from the scarecrow. He felt it necessary to find out what was going on.

Just as Shen Zhan reached out his hand to touch the scarecrow, the scarecrow, which had originally drooped its head, slowly raised its head, as if it smelled the breath of a living person.

Shen Zhan paused and looked carefully. The scarecrow's empty mouth was actually laughing.

"Interesting! I've seen many evil spirits in the world, but I rarely see one as strange as you."

Before he could finish his words, the scarecrow suddenly let out a sinister laugh, and then the room began to spin. Shen Zhan felt as if he was put into a cage, being turned upside down, rolled, and manipulated by others at will.

There was indeed something strange in this room. He suspected that there must be a spiritual weapon of high grade, and the power of this spiritual weapon was released through the scarecrow, eventually turning it into what it is now.

Shen Zhan calmed his mind, then released a large amount of spiritual power from the spiritual pool in his body into the palms of his hands. Then he half-knelt down and pressed his palms on the ground.

"I don't care who you are, but you'd better not play tricks like that in front of me. I won't fall for it."

He used his own strength to quickly suppress the evil spirit in the house, and the almost dizzy feeling just now gradually subsided, but this was not the end. Countless straws began to spread from the scarecrow and began to grow at an alarming speed.

After a while, most of the space in the house was covered with straw, and Shen Zhan was slowly forced to retreat. Judging from this situation, it would not be long before Shen Zhan would have no place to stay here.

Zhao Tai, who was outside the house, heard the noise and immediately showed joy and said, "It must be dead. I've never heard such a loud noise before."